Chris jones


Art


My art is simple
With the blades sharp
And my fingers nimble
A masterpiece.

My art is clear
Most days it's kept hidden
Just waiting to appear
A masterpiece.

My art is comfort
Left arm as my canvas, i paint
And with the blade i flirt
A masterpiece.

My art is relief
From the anguish of life
The pain is brief
A masterpiece.

My art is quick
As the canvas heals
As if by magic
I can paint again

My Masterpiece.

Submitted: Saturday, May 31, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, June 03, 2008

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